The aroma curling up from the grill makes me practically tipsy. As it happens, I am smoking beef short ribs. A leisurely bath in the vapours deepens their beefy flavour and softens their chewy texture. But I could be smoking anything, really: chicken, pork shoulder, brisket. The alchemy of low-and-slow smoking would intoxicate, no matter the meat.
Posted: 2014-05-29 21:05:00